Free And Forgotten Poem by Dorothea Gift Of God

Free And Forgotten



I
Keep
Crying
cause my bones scream
Pain and still
I
Hurt
Someone who says
'lame'
I
Create
Memory's that don't exist
wanting
To
Deceice myself
Into
Believing I'm
Free from
My
Childhood.

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